A/N-
Chloe- hellooooo. :D haha. *ahem* :'( we're sorry we didn't update. Yeah, we promised, and we feel like crap for that but... we have lives too, actually. :| and... yeah. School's back to haunt us yet again. We might update more on weekends, we think.
CJ- BUT! We're making a new fic. Same collaboration of the two of us, Maximum Ride-slash-Harry Potter. Lotsa OC's there, but still. *hangs head in shame* we're soooooooooo sorry. Forgive us? We did our best with this purely fluff chappie. :D R&R? ...yeah. :| sorry again.
Disclaimer: neither me (Cj) nor my bro over there –points to Chloe- own the chars here –points down- but, we do own the plot. :D
Chapter 6- DPOV
Two months later... (haha. About their parents? You'll know soon enough. :| we're so sorry, again, so we made this long. Super long. :D)
Great. Just great. Potty and Weasel here at my house for tea. I mean, seriously. You'd think they were old ladies or something. Their excuse to visit us? Quote, It's been a long time since we've talked to you and Bells, unquote. Sure, we had a peace treaty of sorts a couple months back, but still! Well, father and mother aren't back yet and I've received no word from them in weeks. Probably busy in their stay at Hawaii, though. Lovely. But then, the sooner they come back, the sooner my angel leaves- and I like the latter better.
The two were currently talking to my Bella, just trading stories I guess? I interrupted them with a smirk and lay a hand on my angel's shoulder. "Oh, hey Draco. Just laughing at each others' stupid stories. What's up?" she said casually, giving me the usual heart-stopping grin. I felt myself grin back at her. Then Harry coughed. Yea, thanks for ruining the moment buddy!
"Soo, um, where's the tea we came for?" He said awkwardly mostly directing it to me, as if asking me to leave. Bella raised her eyebrows and made her way to the kitchen and I followed her of course, smirking at the two boys. Just as she began boiling the tea, I hugged her from behind and buried my face in her hair. She smelled like strawberries and freesias. She stiffened then relaxed into my arms, feeling her warm skin touch mine which were cold.
Ahh, this was the life. I guess I should thank my lucky stars my parents had to go to wherever they are right now- I don't actually give a damn at this moment- because if they didn't, I wouldn't have met my beautiful, kind, caring, and wonderful angel.
"Draco, please pass me the honey." She says while stirring the tea. (A/N: Cj: do stir tea? Cause I seriously do not know.) I don't know if we're together or not, but I'm hoping we we're. But if we weren't i'd be shattered, especially if she told me she loved someone else.
(Italics good side bold bad side)
'course she doesn't! Would she be doing what she did a while ago if she didn't love you!
She could have done that to any other guy! Besides she's a HUMAN!
Again with the whole 'human' speech *facepalm* if you're doing' this again I'm leavin'!!!
It's not over yet!!!
*angels go away* Seriously, am I going crazy? Talking angels and devils around my head- they were never there before my Bella came. But then, maybe they weren't supposed to? What the hell is wrong with me? Is this what it's like to be in love? Crap- did I just say that? Am I falling in love with Bella Swan?
I've mentioned that I really liked her but never loved. Never in my life did I mention the word love in the same sentence as in. This is so... un-Draco of me!
"Something wrong Draco?" she asks me this time placing sugar in the tea cups.
"Oh, nothing is" I say stuttering along the word nothing. I reluctantly let go of my hold of Bella and grabbed the honey from the cupboard and passed it to her, blushing. How can just one person make me feel so much? Wait, i think I read about these things a while back. The connection you feel to another human being- like some thread connecting you to another- was it called a 'soul mate' of sorts? A soul mate is supposed to be the person you'll be with for a whole lifetime. Someone you love very very much. Someone who you can never let go of. Was Bella my soul mate?
My train of thought was interrupted by Bella.
"Draco, are you sick?" she says worry evident in her eyes, and places her hand on my forehead checking the temperature. I answer with a shake of my head.
"But Draco, you're forehead feels like it's on fire!"
She nodded, but told me that she would force me to sleep once they were gone. We headed toward the room they were in a while ago. Upon entering, I saw Potter scowling at me.
"What took you so long?" Potter asked me.
"We had a little chat while I was preparing the tea...?" my angel said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She's always cute when she does that, wait scratch that, she's always cute, on second thought, she's always beautiful.
"Oh." Potter said, and I smirked at his embarrassed face.
Oh...kay. Awkward silence. Everyone drinking tea. Imagine that. If I were to go back in time and tell my previous self that one day I'd be with a Muggle girl drinking tea with my enemies. Lovely thing what love does. Oh, crap. I think I'm seriously sick. I mean, thinking about love?! Sigh. This never happened before my angel. But... I think this is better. Better for me?
"Oh, we best be going now. C'mon, Harry," Wease- Weasley said as he stood up. "Thanks, Bella, for inviting us over." Potter said, and merely nodded at me. As Weasley boy and my Bella were talking, Potter mouthed to me something I don't think I'll forget sometime soon. 'Take care of her', he said. 'Giving up already, boy?' I said, smirking. He shook his head and said, mouthed, well, you know. 'No. I just see that she's completely fallen for you, Malfoy. So just take care of her for me, will you?' My mouth hung open in shock. I seriously never thought this would happen. I just nodded my head in thanks as the two left, but I think Potter saw me.
"Now that they've left, let's take a look at that fever, Draco." Bella said, smiling warmly at me.
"I told you, I'm not sick Bella." I say stubbornly. "Yes you are, and I'm just as stubborn as you, so if you want to stand here all day arguing about this, well, bring it." She says just as stubborn as me.
After 2 hours, 37 minutes and 12 seconds of pointless arguing...
"I give up" I sighed deeply. "Let's get this over with." Pouting, like a five year old, while she just grinned and dragged me upstairs to my room. I plopped down on my striped green and silver bed and laid my head down on one of my many pillows, frowning while reaching up to feel my forehead. I gave a gasp of surprise, I'm really sick. She looked up from the medical kit I had in my room (A/N: CJ: Just go with the flow of Draco having Muggle medicine and thingy's in his room.) "What's wrong?" she asks with a raised eyebrow. "Nothing." I groan, speaking was getting harder to do. I told you you're sick, you just won't believe me." She says a smug look on her beautiful face.
"But... Well... Still! "I said, giving her my best puppy-dog face. I mean, what were friend's little sisters and little cousins for?
Crap. She seemed unaffected. Walking toward me with the compress in her hands (A/N: We have no idea if it's cold or hot. Review us if you know the answer! We'd appreciate it. ) she looked calm as ever. Upon reaching the side of my bed she places it on my burning forehead and smiles smugly while sitting down next to me.
After a few minutes
"Why can't I be allowed to watch TV? Or even just use my laptop?" I whined. "I've been hearing this question for over a million times and I will not answer this again!" She says irritated as ever. "if you just let me watch, I will never irritate you ever. I swear!"
"NO."
"Please?" I asked. "No." "Please? I'll let you ride my broom with me." "What? Um, I'd... rather not. Scary." "Please? I'll do all your chores?" "No." "Please, love?" I noticed her back stiffen and thought, oh, crap, I think I hit a note about her... ex. Shit. "...No." "Pretty please?" "Nope." she said, popping the 'p'. I stayed quiet for a few minutes, thinking of a plan. "Well... at least lie down here with me, Bella." "Huh?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Lie(lay?) down beside me. It'll make me feel happy and non-bored." I said, grinning. She looked blank for a few minutes, then she was blushing really hard, then, finally, with a sigh of defeat, she nodded and lay(lied?) down right beside me on my bed. I fell asleep to the sound of her peaceful, even breathing. This is the life.
It was a quiet Friday morning, bleh. Bore-ing. I searched the house for my beautiful Bella, searching the rooms one by one. Finally, I found her at the kitchen, cooking. Of course. Smirking, I quietly leaned in right at her ear, and with a normal-tone voice, said "BOO." "CRAP!" she said, and I think she jumped about, oh, I don't know, 4 centimetres?
"Relax, my angel. I was wondering if you'd like to go camping with me...?" I whispered into her ear, smiling tenderly. "Oh, it was just you Draco... Well, I'd love to, but don't scare me like that again, okay?" "Sure, sure, angel," I said with a smirk. Pack up your things; we'll be leaving after lunch. That okay with you?" I stopped to ask worriedly. Wordlessly my Bella came to my side, stood on tiptoes and kissed my cheek. "Of course," she said smiling at me. Crap, did my heart just skip a beat?
After lunch, while they were walking...
"Draco, admit it, we're lost." "No, I swear we aren't! I've been coming here since I was a kid. We can't be lost, right?" "Yes, we are. Look- we're supposed to find a clearing near a waterfall, right? And, we're supposed to be near by now, and I still don't hear any water." "But... but... Um, patience, my angel. I think... Only fifteen minutes left, alright?" "But I've fallen more than seven times already, and you've always caught me. It's starting to get embarrassing for me. Sorry." "Naah, it's alright. As long as it's you." I said, winking at her. She blushed and tripped again, and I caught her.
Thank God for Quidditch lessons. They taught me how to be quick, which is pretty useful right now. Actually, instead of catching her again, we both fell. Lovely. And I ended up... crushing her. Shit. Quickly standing up, I reached for her hand and pulled her up. "Draco..." "Yeah?" I said while walking with her. "I have a cut... And I hate blood......" Bella said, holding up a bleeding finger. "Angel, the cut is puny!" I said, laughing, but stopped when she glared at me. Pouting, I got her finger-with-the-cut and kissed her injury. "Better?" I asked, smiling. She merely nodded while blushing.
A few hours later...
"Told you we'd find it somehow," I said, grinning. My Bella just rolled her eyes and sat on the grass. It was about five in the afternoon- we found the place at three, and went swimming at the waterfall-with-a-lake nearby. Then we had a nice little picnic- one you see from fairytale movies where a unicorn will unexpectedly come out from the bushes. What the Hell?! Why am I thinking of unicorns?! Oh, god, no. This is so wrong on so many levels.
"Draco, I can't eat my s'more." My angel said, frowning. "Oh? Why not, love?" I asked her, tilting my head to the side. "Cut's gonna open again..." she said, shuddering. I grinned and got my own s'more and began feeding her like a little baby. Smiling warmly as she blushed, I continued to 'feed' her until we fell asleep under the stars, simply talking.
"What the heck is baseball?" I asked my Bella, while we were swinging in the park one windy Sunday afternoon. Her perfectly featured jaw dropped in surprise. "You don't know what baseball is?"She asks, looking at me incredulously. I suddenly felt self-conscious. "I grew up learning...different things I guess, and trust me, they were way different." "Oh..kay? Well, baseball is a sport, using bats-" "WHAT?! You use bats?" "Not the animal silly!" she giggles. "Oh...sorry for freaking out. Continue, what you were saying." I say embarrassed. "That's fine, well, as I was saying; Baseball is a bat-and-ball sport played between two teams of nine players each. The goal is to score runs by hitting a thrown ball with a bat and touching a series of four bases arranged at the corners of a ninety-foot square, or diamond. Players on one team (the batting team) take turns hitting against the pitcher of the other team (the fielding team), which tries to stop them from scoring runs by getting hitters out in any of several ways.
A player on the batting team can stop at any of the bases and later advance via a teammate's hit or other means. The teams switch between batting and fielding whenever the fielding team records three outs. One turn at bat for each team constitutes an inning; nine innings make up a professional game. The team with the most runs at the end of the game wins." (A/N: Credits to Wikipedia.) "That seems awfully hard." I say, trying to get the information to process in my head. "Why don't we go to a baseball game? I think they're hosting one somewhere near here." She asks. "Sure! Why not? When's it gonna be held?" I reply. "I think sometime next week?"
"Well let's go buy tickets." (A/N: do you buy tickets? Coz I've never been to one. There's no baseball here in the Philippines. If you know the answer, review it please!) Next week, the day of the baseball game (note: they're already seated.) "Are those seats taken?" a familiar voice asks Bella, I look up to see two of my best friends from Hogwarts, Daphne Greengrass and a dark-skinned boy that looked a little older than her. "Daphne? Daphne Greengrass?" I asked incredulously. "Draco Malfoy? Oh. My. God. It's so good to see you here!" she screams while hugging me. Meanwhile, during our little greeting, my angel was staring slack-jawed at the guy Daphne was with.
"Bella?!" The dark-skinned guy asked finally snapping out of the trance he was in. "Paul?" She asked as if she wasn't going to believe that the 'Paul' guy was right in front of her, just then Paul lifted her up for a bone crushing hug, it was just now that I notice that he was an enormously buff guy. "I can't believe this!" she shrieks, ignoring the weird stares they were getting, and all I was getting were jealousy in my stomach. Wait, hold up, jealousy? I tried not to glare at the 'Paul' guy. "You know each other?" I asked, cracking my knuckles, still not too happy about the 'bone-crushing hug'. "Yep! He was the friend of my best friend, who was the best friend of my dad. Long story." She said chirpily.
"And I'm guessing she-" indicating Daphne "-was your old class mate?" she asked. "How did you know?" I asked lightly. She just tapped her temple and grinned. "Go ahead sit there no one's using them anyway." My Bella said, and I just enjoyed the game, relaxing as I held Bella's hand.
BPOV
"Draco! Stop it! I'm trying to read..." I was saying to my love as he kept splashing me with water, when he whipped his shirt off and showed me his 6-pac. "Now you wanna go in the water with me, angel?" he said, smirking. I put down my weathered-out copy of Pride and Prejudice and smiled at him, nodding." Sure, it's hot anyways." Wearing the same two-piece the day Draco and I had our –blush- first kiss.
Lots of stuff have changed since I met my Draco- yeah, I suppose my Draco now? For one, the thought of my old life with Edward doesn't hurt anymore. Now, I just wonder what I see in that fool. I mean, glittering vampires? Don't get me wrong, I sure miss Alice and the others, but apparently Edward's changed my view of Count Dracula- and I miss the old view. The scary vampires who live in coffins; the interesting ones, y'know?
And, another thing. I think I've... fallen in love with Draco. He's really sweet and nice, once you get to know him. Before, I thought he was a rude bastard, sure, but now... Things happen for a reason, right? I wonder if he's 'the one' that everyone talks about finding. The one who makes your heart skip a beat? Check. The one you want to be with forever? Well... Check. The one you just love so damn much? Check.
"What're you thinking about, love?" Drake asked me from behind. "Oh, nothing, dragon boy," I said, grinning. I slipped out from under his arms and ran away from him, giggling. "Oh no you don't!" I heard him say, and then we were running away from each other like the ones in the old-fashioned movies, where the two lovers chase after the other in the sunset. Well, it was almost exactly like that, but you haven't forgotten who I am, right?
"OOF!" I said as I landed face-first in the sand. "Shit. Angel, you okay??" Draco asked worriedly, helping me up. "Well... not really. Thanks for helping me, though," "No problem- I'd do that no matter what, Bella." He whispered, right at my ear. Blushing my tomato trademark, I nodded and smiled; thankful that I'd finally stopped loving Edward and started loving this man- he's better for me, right? At least, he makes me happier than he ever could have.
"Thanks, Draco." I said, and gave him my best smile. The way he smiled back, I think he instinctively knew that I was thanking him for so much more than helping me up right now. I think he might've known exactly what I was thinking- was that even possible? And now, seeing his –blush- half-naked body in the wonderful sunset by the beach, at that moment, I couldn't think of anything better in life than that.
A/N-
Chloe- thank you so much for reading this :D and we made it long –or tried to- but, we did our best. We feel pretty sucky right now, but since its fourth quarter right now for us 6th graders who're about to graduate, I think we'll have a lot of free time. Not sure. CJ's asleep now, *rolls eyes*, but please tell us what you think?
EXERPT FROM NEXT CHAPTER:
BPOV: "Oh my fucking God, what are you doing here?!" I exclaimed, giving them, well, actually him a dirty look- the dirtiest look I could muster.
DPOV: "Bella, my mother sent me some owl mail- I'll tell you 'bout that later,- and... you'll never guess what's inside," I said with a straight face.
R&R?